I've got an old V-8 from the year I was born
Don't look like much just a flat black Ford
The engine's clean, could paint it some day
But most of the time, I like it this way
Don't turn no head, don't catch no eye
Just a wind on the road gonna pass you by
Friday Flash 55 at the G-Man's
Mr. C's been on the road for the past week or so and this lyric has been in my head the whole time.
ha nice...probably runs better than all the new cars out there too...nice nostalgia...and wind in the hair aint a bad feel at all...nice rhyming...smiles.
ReplyDeleteSo wich was the flat head the engine or the driver...road trip i wanna road trip!
ReplyDeleteI'd love to be in the passenger seat, part of the wind on the road.
ReplyDeleteFantastic ending. Love it. All of it.
I'm not much of a Ford guy, but alls fair in Fiction!
ReplyDeleteYou take it easy on the road Mr. C.
Loved your traveling man 55
Thanks for playing whilst out and about, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
Good song to have stuck in your head. Hope you're having fun, where ever you are.
ReplyDeleteThe Ford in your poem reminds me of our Model A. Good tie-in there between your poem and the song. I sure hope things are going well with you. Take care.
ReplyDeleteHey guys, the poem is the song. Outright lazy-ass plagiarism. I love Gillian Welch.
ReplyDeleteThat is a drinkin' song, Mr. C!
ReplyDeletelove the neon sign. used to be a similar one on the gulf freeway on the way to Galveston, a construction worker on a steel beam, his are would move up and down.
ReplyDeleteIt's a drinkin' and drivin' song.
ReplyDeleteafter I had my hysterectomy I used to tell people I was like a 43 Chevy with a new motor.
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